Alone I sit as they fight on.
Courage leaves me once more.
Memories haunt of days forgone.
Once we sat in great rapport.

My heart is at the center there,
My brother and best friend at his side.
I sit here useless, so unfair!
At Hogwarts purpose brought me pride.

There a bit of fighting was done,
A resistance to evil, though small.
Now more danger has begun.
Now into hiding we have all had to crawl.

The Weasley clan at the center has hung,
Three teenagers out there fighting alone,
Elders who think them too young
Sit at home and moan.

Evil moves in the open now,
Hidden to the blind.
Good will not long allow
Ourselves to become so confined.

A spirit rises in our hearts.
From waiting to action, it will be so profound!
The final battle is where it all starts,
Our numbers will astound.

Though young, I will try to attend,
To fight against that which possessed me.
That action would help me to mend.
The final outcome I cannot guarantee.

War brings death and loss.
Pain and suffering will be had.
What will be the final cost?
This entire situation is so sad.